Fern pushed open the door and saw Quiai, who was still unconscious, lying on the bed, and Miluria sitting on the edge of the bed wringing out the towel, she had just finished wiping the mage, and when she saw the mercenary come in, she nodded to him, got up and left. 2.8.Chinese.Text.Net

The mage lay flat on the bed, her face serene, and Fern caressed her smooth face, his eyes full of love. "Wake up, Queay, we're going to Valdosta, we can't afford to lose to Stan. ”

The mage's eyes were still closed, and his chest rose and fell regularly. Fern sat weakly on the chair at the head of the bed, his bandaged hands holding his head.

There was a knock on the door, and the room opened, and Enoch walked in with a heavy face. "We've been waiting for two days, Fern, you know, it's not safe here, the mages are searching us room by room, and while Alphareta isn't too small, it's only a matter of time before they're discovered. ”

"I know. Fern lifted his face from his hands, a tired look on his face. "Thank you for finding us a place to stay temporarily, if we were staying in an inn, they would have found out a long time ago. ”

"Now is not the time to thank me, you have to make a decision, we have to get out of here as soon as possible, Valdosta is in the northeast, we need a few days to get there, or we can go to Arturas first, I have some soldiers there I know, and I can get some help, whatever you decide, just get out of here first. But if we continue to stay here......" Enoch looked at the mercenary anxiously.

"Let me think again. Fern looked at Quiai with his eyes closed. "Give me another day. ”

"I'll give you a few more days, Fern, and if Quiai doesn't wake up, will you stay here forever?" Enoch almost went crazy, and almost knocked Fern to the ground.

"She got into what she is to save us, and although I don't know magic, I know that she has overused her mental power, and it is likely that she will never wake up. Fern sighed, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.

"Even so, it's her own fault!" the warrior held up his bandaged hands. "Look at us, why do those mages always find us accurately, we can't even eat now. ”

Fern looked up at Enoch, and the warrior glared back at him without showing weakness, but only for a moment, the mercenary's eyes relaxed. "I'm sorry, Enoch, I'm also responsible for what happened on the Sky Bridge, and I know that your guess is likely to be correct, but I still choose to turn a blind eye, sorry. ”

The mercenary's sincere apology softened the warrior's attitude. "Fern, you have to make a decision, or we won't get to Valdosta, we're all wounded, and Quiai is unconscious, if you want to take her on your way, then if the people of the Mage Tower launch another attack, we will have absolutely no way to fight back. ”

Fern looked at his outstretched hands, the gray bandage completely covered the skin, it had been two days, but the pain was still unabated, if there was no effective treatment, maybe he and the warrior would have to be bandaged for the rest of their lives. "I'll definitely make a decision tomorrow, just wait one more day. ”

Enoch nodded slightly. "If you're still like this tomorrow, don't blame me for being too heavy. The warrior made a fist swing, and immediately let out a "hiss" sound in pain, and the warrior cursed under his breath and left the room.

Fern sighed again and turned to look at the calm mage.

As night falls again, Alfarita is a border town, but due to its strategic location, almost all merchants and travelers who need to cross the Sky Bridge will use it as a base of residence, so this town has a different prosperity than other towns in the border country. Even after it was completely dark, there were still many pedestrians on the streets, and vendors would stomp their feet in the cold wind and sell all kinds of goods to passers-by.

The group had been hiding for two days in the house of Fidel, a former comrade-in-arms of Enoch who had lost a leg during a half-year raid on a gang of bandits that had been rampaging Altoona for half a year, so he settled in Alfarita, living on the army's pension.

Fidel brought food back with a cane, and every time he went out to buy food, Enoch would give him a gold coin, and never asked him to get the rest of the money back, the warrior knew that he needed money, but the warrior was also confident that he would not sell himself for money.

Fern and Enoch struggled to tear the beef and sausages with their bandaged hands, and as they drank tea, they had to hold the teacup in both hands and put it in their mouths. Miruria would change their dressing every day, but the fireball's burns were so severe that the Scout's herbs didn't seem to be of much use, and even the wound potions that Fidel had bought from the pharmacy were of little use. What's more serious is that the soldier also suffered a certain burn on his chest, and the injury on his hand is too big to save his life if he cuts his hand, but the injury on his chest is not easy to handle.

The room was dimly lit, and the glow of the oil lamps could only illuminate the table and a very limited area nearby, and after everyone had finished their dinner in silence, Miruria untied the bandages on Enoch's chest and began to wipe the herbs off him. The warrior's wounds were getting worse, the charred skin had fallen off, the red flesh was turning outward, and the strong warrior couldn't help but cry out softly as the scout wiped it with a clean handkerchief. "It's going to be fine right away, hold back. Fern was surprised to see that the scout's eyes were shining with tears.

Fidel frowned at his comrades' injuries. "Enoch, you have to get to Arturas as soon as possible, and let the doctors in the castle there take a good look at you, otherwise I'm afraid that your life will be in danger, the clinic here is under the surveillance of the mages, and they will interrogate me even when I go to buy medicine, you don't even want to take half a step." ”

"Fern ...... Fern: He'll make a decision. The warrior's face was distorted with pain.

Miruria stopped what she was doing and turned her head to look at the mercenary, her eyes full of pleading. "Please, Fern, we must get out of here tomorrow, shall we? Enoch won't last long, we've never begged you for anything, but this time, please consider Enoch's life. ”

Enoch's face was made even more hideous by Miruria's words, and the warrior seemed to be insulted. "Don't listen to him, Fern, I'm fine, Miruria, it's a soldier's duty to obey orders, and he will sacrifice his life to complete his mission. ”

"But...... But ......" Miruria's tears finally flowed.

"Don't worry, Miruria, we'll leave tomorrow, Enoch will be fine, and when the last resort comes, I'll surrender to the mages in exchange for their chance to heal Enoch. Fern looked at the girl sympathetically and comforted her.

"Hell, if you do that, I'll kill myself in front of you on the spot!" Enoch let out a harsh remark, "Let my enemies heal me, or kill ......." ”

Miruria continued to wipe his wounds, and the warrior immediately closed his mouth in pain and struggled with the pain.

Fern reluctantly stood up and walked to the side of the room, the mercenary opened the door, and there was only a more dim oil lamp in the room, and in the dimness, the mercenary suddenly noticed that the room was different from the daytime. Fern blinked, looking incredulously at the empty bed. "Quiai!"

The scout immediately rushed in and looked at the mercenary fumbling on the bed. "What's going on?" Enoch followed, the bandage on his chest only halfway wrapped and a strip of cloth hanging down his side.

Fern straightened up and turned his head to look at the two of them, a look of surprise. "Quiai...... It's gone. ”

"What? gone?" Enoch staggered into the room, glaring at the empty bed. "Is she awake?"

"Could it be that the mages found out about us and took her away?" said Miruria, looking at the window, but it was still closed.

"No, there's no way they'll not catch us with such a good chance. Enoch glanced around the room, lifting his chin at the pile of luggage on the floor. "Look at her luggage. ”

Miruria crouched on the ground and flipped through her luggage. "Her pannier is still there. The scout opened the pannier and rummaged through it. "She just took some clothes with her. ”

"She left on her own. Fern slumped limply in his chair, holding a piece of parchment in his hand. "She left this. ”

"What's written on it?" Enoch asked anxiously.

Miluria gave the warrior a push, and Enoch understood what she meant, and without further questioning, with the help of the scout, left the room, the door slamming softly behind them.

There were only a few words on the parchment, but each one was deeply rooted in Fern's heart.

Fern, don't come to me, because I'm not worth it.

I've been trying to get close to you since Sara met you, but you're just an ordinary mercenary, how could I possibly like you?

But I didn't expect that I would be more and more miserable, and the longer I spent with you, the more I doubted that I was doing the right thing, and if the Mage Tower was just trying to get you back without hurting you, I think maybe this would be the end of it. But when I saw them unleash fireballs at you without regard for your safety, I realized that you had left a mark on my heart.

Goodbye, Fern, don't come to me, cherish Ness, if you can see each other.

Take care

Quiai.

The mercenary leaned back in his chair, his eyes glazed over the ceiling.